The Warrior Heart Novels & Stories

Any guard who was struck collapsed to the ground, struggling in pain. "The traitors' remnants!" Ethan's eyes went cold as he shielded me behind him. "They're here to have their revenge against me." "Be careful!" I said as I grabbed his hand, despite the anxiety inside of me. "Don't be afraid. Stay here and don't move." He then let go of me and charged toward the battlefield, transforming into a massive black wolf in the middle of his stride. With a roar, he pounced at the intruders. Ethan tore through the battlefield and the invaders were no match for him, but their Wolfsbane weapons were still very deadly. Several werewolves from the pack were struck and went down at once, losing the abilit

That was the sentence that finally broke through. Veyra lowered her head as tears quietly slipped down her cheeks. "I know..." She closed her eyes. "I just don't know how to tell a man I broke his heart... that he's about to become a father." Elsewhere in the packhouse, Damien stood on the balcony outside his office, watching the warriors train below. The steady rhythm of clashing swords echoed across the courtyard as Shadowfang prepared for the battle everyone knew was coming. The balcony door opened behind him. "You've been hiding up here all afternoon."

“Because from this day forward, they’ll see you as what you are.” “What’s that?” “My Luna. Their Luna.” I hesitated, then smiled against his shirt. “Then you better start preparing them. Because I’m not exactly the soft, smiling kind of leader.” He pulled back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Good. Because I didn’t fall in love with soft and smiling. I fell in love with a warrior.” “A blind warrior.” “A warrior who sees more than anyone else.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to make me cry.”

Allistar POV Today is my 18th birthday and i cannot explain how excited I am to find my mate, i've been waiting for her since I first found about about mates, which was when I was 10 years old. So, yea I have been waiting for a long time and all I can hope for is that she is kind and maybe just maybe a good fighter. The last one is mainly becasue I am the Top Warrior of my pack, the Opal river pack, and it would be a dream come true to train with my mate. I became Top Warrior of my pack a few weeks after my 16th birthday. I had always been an amazing warrior since i started training when i was 12 years old per the request of my father Alexander to ensure I make myself useful to the pack. Nor

I had never felt fear like that in my life, but in that moment, it gripped my heart like an icy fist. The luxurious gym, with its state-of-the-art equipment and panoramic views of the city, feels suffocating. I should have known better than to let anyone close, to allow myself to feel. Andrea’s vibrant smile and warm eyes haunt me, a stark contrast to the broken, bloodied form I had cradled in my arms. I turn back to the punching bag, my resolve hardening. I will make Vladimir pay for what he’s done and never again make the mistake of opening my heart. The price is too high, and Andrea is paying it with her life.

“Go back to your room , salsa. I need to rest now” Princess Rania said , looking away. Happiness and curiosity took her mind away that she forgot about her ill father. Was that the reason for his sudden sickness? Poor king! The Emperor was cruel and wicked. Rumors said his second , prince Ivar was heartless. Only those who went to battle saw him. They said he fought like a creature from the underworld. This scared people away from him. Princess Rania wished never see the favorite prince of Aragón. Such a heartless man was supposed to be thrown in a den full of Lion. Whatever may happen to him there, should be recorded in the book of criminals.

She is giving instructions to the new Warrior Chief she appointed, and Mathew notices their trainings are a bit more intense than usual, as though the Alpha is expecting to be involved in a battle with another pack or something. Marcus, Mathew notices, has joined the warriors as well. Great for him. After the humiliation he has gone through of having the highest position in the pack taken away from him, being a warrior is a wise choice. A warrior position is a very respectable position in any pack. Marcus must know that Emily already told him that she found out about the wife and now hates him, because, as soon as he sees Mathew, Marcus starts trying to strike a conversation with Emily. Math

"I’ve traveled the world. Been to weird, creepy places, but I always felt safe… And now you’re telling me there are werewolves all over the place?" She turned to face me again. "This is too much." Her voice cracked. "No, no, no…" She groaned and covered her face. "Now I don’t even wanna step outside my apartment!" Despite the chaos in my chest, I almost laughed. She was all over the place emotionally. Then she suddenly snapped back. "Wait! You said you're a soldier. Was that even true?" Here we go. "Kinda. I’m a warrior in my pack." "What does that mean?"

I shoot one after the other, on a rampage. He shakes his head vehemently. That bastard. How could he do this to his own son? I clench and unclench my fists. "When was this?" My heart accelerates to an erratic rhythm and it's as if he identifies the traitor before I do because it knows. It already knows the answer. The soldier grits his teeth. "10 or so years ago," he replies. My heart beats so loudly I'm afraid it will burst out of my chest, scared that every single man in this room will be able to hear it cry out. In victory, in defeat, in madness, and delight.

The final battle was upon us, and there was no turning back. I turned to Alaric one last time, my heart racing in my chest, and nodded. “Let’s do this.” He squeezed my hand once more, then led the way back to the heart of the camp, where the rest of our warriors were waiting. The fire crackled in the center, its light casting long shadows across the ground as the warriors assembled, their faces set with determination, but there was a flicker of something else in their eyes, something I couldn’t quite place.